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On a floating obsidian desk lay a journal, its cover bound in the scales of a Void-Warm. ​Caleb stayed near the entrance, his palm still throbbing from the blood-tithe. He didn't touch the artifacts; he was too busy watching the shadows. Because his blood was now the "key" to the house, he perceived the library not as a collection of rooms, but as a living creature. He saw "Shadows" flickering, semi-corporeal silhouettes that stood in the corners, watching them with eyes like cold stars. They were the echoes of Rowena’s past, and they looked at the Thorne brothers with a hunger that made Caleb’s hand drift toward his daggers.

"The forest bound you to loss. I can free you, you will get the black book, Luca could be your husband again and you will be in your son's life." Her throat tightened. "Free me?" "Yes." The shadow slithered closer, its form neither man nor beast but something older, deeper. "I can return him to you. Your son. Whole, alive, yours again. No curse. No chains." Bianca's breath hitched. The offer was everything her bones ached for. But she wasn't naive. "What do you want in return?" The shadow's smile widened. "Service. Loyalty. A vow written in your blood. I am the keeper of the Black Book, and I require hands in this world. You, Bianca, will be my hand. My voice. My weapon."

One moment she was powerless, the bond being stripped away piece by piece. The next, her wolf rose up inside her like a tidal wave. Like a dam breaking. Stronger than ever before. Wild. Ancient. For three heartbeats, Lyra felt power she'd never experienced. Power she'd never even imagined. Power that made the air around her shimmer and ripple. Power that made shadows dance at her feet like living things. Power that made the pack members step back in fear. Helena's face went white. Snow white. Her green eyes widened in recognition and something else.

"There's more to this place than meets the eye, if the Keeper was correct." With the crystal in her palm humming with a nearly frenzied energy, Zara walked over to the pedestal. Her fingers brushed the book's cover as she extended her hand. The shadows then sprang to life. Chaos erupted in the area as shadowy creatures burst from the walls, their shapes shifting and twisting like nightmares. Zara fumbled for the book as Kael leaped into action, his blade slicing through the darkness. "Zara, get moving!" Kael's voice was keen with urgency as he shouted.

Book 2: Crown of Shadows Chapter 1: The Departure The carriage door closed with finality that echoed through her chest like a death knell. Through crystal-clear windows enhanced with court magic far beyond territorial capabilities, she watched Shadoweave's spires fade into pre-dawn mist. Each familiar landmark disappeared with the inexorable permanence of choices that couldn't be unmade.

Such a weak fool. I’ve long worked with Sego, aligning myself with him for my own agendas. If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t have anything he currently has. “Fools, all of them. Before they know what’s happened, I will have all the power. This girl is no different.” I smile as I get to my altar where skulls, skins, blood, herbs, powders, my athame, a cauldron, and more. My hands reach for my book of shadows and I stroke its leather. The leather made from werewolf skins.

Dell lays his hand once again on the big leather book. “What do you mean daddy? How am I so special besides being born a female instead of a male?” Corbin asks looking at the book intently before finally looking up at her dad as he stares at his hand on top of the book. “When you were about a year old. Paden showed up with this book under her arm. She told me that she found it and that it belongs to me and my blood line.” Dell sighs as he let’s go of his daughter’s other hand. Turning the big book around to face his daughter he opens to the page he had marked so many years ago. “I read this book and found that it belonged to our original pack. It was written by a Shadow.” He says as Corbin l

“I’m just a substitute. You can always find a younger model who looks more like her.” The smile across Roy’s face froze, and a storm brewed within him. “Who told you her name?” he asked solemnly. Willow grinned. “I don’t just know her name. I’ve been mimicking her.” “Who told you about her? Sierra?” Roy quickly shook his head at his assumption. “Sierra doesn’t know about her. Who told you?” With violence taking over his every being, Roy dug his nails into Willow’s flesh. “Your mother hired me to get close to you, to be a replacement for the one who got away. She gave me everything I needed to know about the girl,” Willow said, her eyes never breaking contact with Roy’s.

> [You have received the following:] Skill Book: Shadow Clone Blacksmith Subclass(Permanent) 10 sp Instructor Bladesmith Affinity - Intimate Looking over the rewards, he noticed that unlike Old Wolf's Skill Book, this one wasn't random. He also noticed that it seemed familiar. He took out the book from his inventory and opened it, which prompt it to turn into a white light that entered his body. [Skill Learned...] Skill: Shadow Clone Skill Level: 1/5 Rank: A (S at max)

And now I knew that the reaper was, finally, knocking at my door. “Come in daughter, I have been expecting you.” I call out to the shadow that lurked behind me. The mirror image of a woman from my past that still lurked in my deepest thoughts and memories. The same woman who would have had me killed, but I managed to get to first…